Mine

He told me I was beautiful...
 Again.
I never tire of hearing him say it.
I smiled a shy smile,
 and fidgeted...
Looked at my hands....
And was mute.
Again.
To Everyone else I am
 STRONG, SELF-CONFIDENT,
INDEPENDENT, OUTGOING...
 SELF-ASSURED...
 But with his Praise,
 That Wild Angel  recedes into
this shy,fragile girl..
Again.
Then he touches me.
Such sweet reverence.
And I wish to dissolve
Into the appendage that joins us...
Again,
Again,
  and Never again to know
Where he begins or I end.
But to be one
  heart, mind and soul....

This is my heaven.

-Mine, by EJV